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I was a lumberjack one year. Had the big hat, the leather gloves, red flannel shirt, even a toy chainsaw courtesy of my grandpa. I loved the hell out of that chainsaw. Of course, now I want to be a Swamp Logger, but hey, a man has to have dreams… Sorry, no picture though. Mom has them all packed away somewhere that requires a security ID, passport and clearance from at least four different gubbermint agencies. Yeah, she’s a packrat she is.

we didn’t have Halloween when I was growing up, even now, is a new thing, but more for adults to go party on fancy dress than trick or treating for kids…

buy , you see, we have carnival, and it was for Carnival that we would wait patiently all year to dress up…I wanted to be a fairy, and was a few times, (I have the pics, will try make it and post LOL)
and then one year my mum dressed me up in a kind of nothern South America native indian thingy costume….
have you ever heard the word *coya*?
well we were in Argentina, in a village in the mountains in a a place which was famous for the folkclore festival…and that was my mum’s idea of a cool costume. I got that pic too…
you gave me a great idea for my CT work, gonna scrap those pics!!! thanks!I should really blog…but everything that s going on is no not wanna talk about it… 😦
I’m now a firm believer that parents and their off spring should be separated during the teenage years!!!!
LOL
Have a good nite!

No halloween when I was a child. My parents would have called it ‘begging’ and sent me to bed with no dinner – and I loved my food even then (as we didn’t have much of it) so that was never gonna happen.

And as far as I can see, Halloween Dress Up seems just an excuse for girls to dress like tarts and guys to dress like lameos.

I see Halloween through the eyes of my child, who has enjoyed the past 8 years of her life enjoying our preparations for the day, choosing what she will be and us making do with whatever we have in the house (which involves me sewing which I am NOT good at LOL) and my doing Face Paints in every child in the neighbourhood…the trick or treat was a feast, and they would all come together in the end, empty their bags and share whatever one had more than the others….

and she was most certainly not dressed as a tart, and the boys all looked terribly cute in their outfits (I’m afraid I have no clue what lameos means)

and some of us never dress like tarts, whether Halloween or not – i love Halloween as an adult – i love thinking about my costume and really being able to put a good one together – when you’re a kid, how much of your costume is really your idea or yours-by-the-making?

again, there’s barely any here in NZ anyway, so it’s a moot point – the last time i dressed up was a solid 12 years ago (when i was teaching Montessori in Seattle)

Somewhere there is a picture of me with a big, inflatable, plastic monster ball head thing tied to my noggin. That picture will never see the light of day! I had no choice on what to go for Halloween when I was little. However, when I taught school in Seattle, and I we got to dress up, I went as something of a cross btw. Xena and Gabrielle – with a giant plastic broadsword strapped to my back, plastic daggers in my boots. That pic is somewhere. In a box. Downstairs. Lol. Perhaps I will put some effort into finding it:) I also went during grad school as the Good Fairy from Pinocchio in a silver spaghetti strapped sheath dress, sparkly wings, a circlet around my head and a wand, but I don’t remember much of that evening – most of it was spent wandering from party to party – and I really hope there are NO drunken pictures from that!

Hee! I’d love to see all those costumes! I think I only have one picture from the early years. I can only remember one.
I had a glow-in-the-dark kitteh trick-or-treat bag. It didn’t hold enough candy for a couple of good years. Hehe!